freight train

Sitting here in my apartment on a Tuesday night in Daejeon trying to finish my novel for the 2013 NaNoWriMo contest; in the distance I hear a Korean freight train rumbling through Daejeon Station (about a quarter of a mile away) and just like that I am teleported back to the Illinois Valley, back to my grandparent’s house on the east of LaSalle, where I am sitting at the kitchen table with the windows open listening to a train in the distance, down by the tracks that ran along the I&M Canal.

Just hearing the sound of the trains rumbling through Daejeon (a lot of train traffic in the evening from Pusan to Seoul) makes me think of back home and feeling extra homesick and nostalgic with Thanksgiving a few days away and only a few weeks before Christmas.

Trains do it to me a lot.